So, I got into work this morning only to find out that there was one bagel left in the kitchen. Being glad that there is something to eat other than the numerous amount of snacks in the cupboards, I found out that there was no more cream cheese. This, after the fact that my mighty bagel just toasted to perfection.
What does it feel like? Well, you can compare it to a lot of things. Like, going to drop kids off only to find out that there is no more TP.
Meanwhile, the McGuyver in me found some pudding in my cabinet. I was going to use them for snacking with Honey-Wheat flavored pretzels. It’s kind of like YanYans but cheaper and more nutrients. Back to the pudding. I then slapped on a small teaspoon of it on the bagel just to try it out—tasted like Nutella but softer!
So now you know. Word to the wise though, the pudding should have a base flavor of Chocolate. At least from my first-time experience today. I hope that this info comes in handy for you one day. Other than that, make sure to let your friendly-neighborhood office manager know that there is a low supply of cream cheese in the fridge.
i went back home-home to la la land around 11pm… boy oh boy—no traffic. what a surprise that was. for the past times i’ve gone home during that time period, thinking that there won’t be any traffic at all, i was met by the freakin’ road construction team; causing a detour to two or three other freeways—DAMNCALTRANS! DAMNCIVILENGINEERS! DAMN… (belle… haha jp). but yah, i got home in thirty minutes.
sometimes, getting to a destination too early isn’t all that. for instance, i got home early and had nothing to do: i wasn’t sleepy or anything; there was no cable tv (we have TFC 24/7 because of my grandma); and i’ve seen all the dvds that is to see at home. baaah, so i just ate a midnight snack and tried to get a food coma—which worked.
i was knocked out for almost half the day, and that was just from the food coma…wowsers. i hate when that happens, not the excuse of “missing half the day,” but missing breakfast and brunch haha. it’s always great to be at home, especially when my grandma cooks—daaaaaamn, like woah for my tummy.
well anyways, the ducks lost 3–0 to the devils. and as johnjohn said, joes was prolly saying “f0k the ducks.” it wasn’t even a close game, jersey dominated shots on goals most of the time. but yah, it always boggles me why hockey players wear shorts on the ice?! anyone else, …just a “thing that makes you go hmmmmm?”
meanwhile, happy bday to my sigep bros, rick L. and minh p., and a big congratulations to the class of 2003. party on doooooods! =p
from my mind to yours, breakfast is the most important meal of the day…so eat your wheaties!
deciding to wake up really early today… (well, due to the fact that my internal time clock has been messed up due to consumptions of codeine the past days) … i went hunting at the fridge for some breakfast. i guess the anxiety that i felt before i got up at 7am this morning was due, as well, to the fact that i was really hungry. geez…my stomach was growling and howlin’. i thought i had to do some operation dumbo drop, but it was just a false alarm—i was just hungry.
so i decided to finally get up of my bed; put my right foot on my desk as a step; and my left foot on my chair. why? you might ask… because i’m using tony’s old bunk-bed, and that thing has been around the block. so i finally got done without causing any pain or injury to myself; cause last time, i pulled my groin. the very first time i had it setup (only the top-bunk), i decided to just jump down since it ain’t that freakin’ high. but boy was i wrong…i couldn’t walk for hours.
so i opened up the fridge, looked left and right trying to see what i can do for some quick fixin’ ideas…low and behold, there it was… a ralph’s carton of eggs… Large AA baby! i took three of them badboys out; heated the oiled-pan; and slackackack, just scrambled them “tri-eggs” w/ a dash of salt & pepper (…here to rap…).
mmm mmm good! the rice was done; and the tri-eggs looked hella nice. i got my 12fl-oz bottle of powerade on one hand (needed the electrolytes to flush this cold out of my system), and the tri-eggs-rice on the other. only thing missing was the “cherry-on-top-of-my-sundae”… ketchup!
yup, ketchup. it’s like that extra dash of powder that emeril puts on his dishes while he says, “baaaaaaaaaaaaaam! pick it up a notch!”—or something like that. ketchup to me is essential when i eat my tri-eggs-rice bowl, i need it for flavoring. but lucky me, there was no freakin’ ketchup!!!
i searched around, far and wide, back and forth…combing through the various leftovers we have in our fridge…trying to see if there are any packets from mickey-d’s or anything…anything! there was nothing. only thing that might have provided almost the same taste was the tobasco mild sauce (the green one…yuk), a teriyaki sauce, and an a1 spicy bbq sauce.
seeing that i still have a lil bit of the sniffles, i went for the spicy stuff. get my nose running to clear it up, ya know… so i tried to at least do some presentation skills on my tri-eggs-rice bowl, knowing that it’s all about the “presentation” of food (…damn food-tv). a little here, a little there…and some more here. i was like picasso, but with food… and here’s the masterpiece, “the tri-eggs-rice bowl a la powerade” …
i chowed down on that badboy pretty quick…less than 10 minutes flat. it was “okay” for a make-shift ketchup. however, five minutes later…. it was back out of my system… like a bullet-train! haha it was prolly the a1 sauce =) …that’s why i really appreciate the philippines’ contribution to the world, jufran (or mafran, pafran, lafran, etc etc…)
so the moral of the story is this, whatever life throws at you…there’s always an option. you can always go with it, and do something with your life; or not, and be hungry and starve from the richness of life’s nutrients and electrolytes. and when the going gets tough, and you’re getting the shit kicked out of you in your stomach—just do it like a champion… release your tension!!! haha
from my mind to yours, always have ketchup handy… it’s like woah!
Sunday, 3/9 midnight.ish
…when hiphop played…the room broke out all into the dance floor. like bees and the scent of honey; or… like 161 hearthstone drooling over the site of shakira on mtv—shaking that ass like glass, all smooth and movin like a field of grass…woooord up!
but back to the story… so everyone started heading on to the dance floor and got jiggy with it. then, being a group with 2:1 guy to girl ratio… jovan, j.Flo, and puvic went to galavant. what they saw…were a couple of girls…w/ their mom haha.
it was just funny…freakin’ puvic (or was it jeff, err…was it both haha) trying to get shibby with the mom lol. its one of those things that you just try to think and say quietly to yourself, but end up saying something like…“WTF?!” too loud. another thing to compare the moment to, is when you see a hot girl that you have to do that double-take…and say…“DAAAAAAMN!” but this isn’t exactly that, its the direct opposite x10. you just straight say, “EWWWWW!” haha.
it’s all good though, good times. the funniest pic that i think represented the whole night of fun is the one, i would call, “ooglie mooglie per puvic.” i guess it was one of those situations when the light was dim, and consumption of alcohol was too high—well, very very high for puvic in this instance =).
…but it’s all good, i ain’t trying to hate—cause that brotha has a lot of balls that i know most people wished they had. remember that saying, “don’t hate the playa, hate the game”…well for puvic it’s about the same, it’s “don’t hate puvic, hate the game”—he is in his own class.
Sunday, 3/9 4am.ish
so the club dies down, and we get out of there around 4am-ish. we decided to get some early morning grub from the orleans casino. why eat at four in the morning? you ask… because it’s vegas, and food is hella cheap; and when i say “cheap”—cheap like $1.99 for t‑bone steak and egg meal.
it’s one of their graveyard breakfast specialty i guess. but ordering the steak and eggs was too much for me to grub down since i wanted to knock out after we get back. so i picked the two eggs, two sausages, and hashbrown meal for $0.99. i swear, i was expecting crappy food for that price…but to my surprise, it was pretty fillin’ and good. this is probably our new hangout spot after clubbing in vegas.
Sunday, 3/9 6.30am.ish
meanwhile, getting back from eating breakfast…we saw the sun come up around 6:30am as we were parking back at aladdin. we just knocked out after that. waking up around 10am because of checkout, we started viewing the pics that everyone took and stuff while we waited for everyone to get ready. glancing at the room, we noticed that cecily, jon, joemama, and jevon are not back yet from cheetah’s?! later on we found out that they have crashed at chris and jay’s room at imperial palace; and that they didn’t finish their galavanting till 9am haha—sooooorry big bucks.
Sunday, 3/9 noon.ish
being hungry and all, we all (twenty or so of us) left to meet up at main st. casino one of their hawaiian restaurants; which served one of the best teriyaki chicken bowls in LV. mmm mmm good! i would have to say it was better than L&L or the loft; the portions were much bigger but for the same price. so after our lunch, we all parted—some left around 1pm, another left at 1:30pm, and most of us at 2pm.
Sunday, 3/9 2.30pm.ish
i drove jevon’s car back to OC since that foo was really really tired and pretty much, just looked and felt like crap—i guess it was just too much t&a up on his face haha =p. it was jevon, joemama, mike d. and i in ultra-nice accord =). we got a call from mike a. around 2:30pm about three big accidents near baker, one of the major ones that cause the other was the one involving two tour buses. it involved more than a hundred being seriously injured. it pretty much halted the interstate-15 south for 20 miles, and for a period of about five-seven hours. i would have to say, experiencing that accident first-hand…any traffic (whether it be bay area/LA) is nothing compared to it. also, that was the longest vegas drive home i’ve eeeeever been in. the bottom line however, there was no fatality—which is really really good concerning that it was two big, tour buses. here’s some pics around 5pm-ish…this is ten miles away from baker where the accident was somewhat located…
for three or so hours, we were on a complete halt. everyone just got out of their vehicles and conversed with the cars next to them. but for us, we were on a mission. a mission that was orchestrated by jevon/joemama; to find hot girls in bikinis haha. so we were pretty much bored, i guess the highlight of the three hours we were in the middle of no where…was our trek to find a spot to pee at. just imagine, all those people out in the desert trying to claim their territory. good times.
Sunday, 3/9 9.30pm.ish
after clearing the traffic/accident site around 9:30pm-ish…we stopped over at burger king at east main st. in barstow; and jevon drove the rest of the way back. i don’t want to ruin his adventure, so just read it for yourself at his blog entry “15 minutes of sleep”.
all-in-all my friends, it doesn’t matter where you go in life as long as you have people you have fun with, and care for along for the ride. it doesn’t matter if it’s like a roller coaster ride, because you’re not the only one riding it; nor the only one experiencing the thrills of the loops, and sharp turns the it gives us. ahhh life…it’s so full of surprises, one thing we can do to get through it is laugh along with our family and friends…and get lap dances till 9am at club cheetah’s!!!